Label: Art of Propaganda - none • Format: CD Album Digipak • Country: Germany • Genre: Rock • Style: Black Metal, Post Rock
Translate Email Print. My Bones To The Sea 2. Jhator 3. Homecoming: Denied! Parting 6. Burning From Both Ends 7. Panoptycon 8. Nailgarden 9. Gallows Give 'em Rope. I saw it all, from heartbreaking delight to crippling pain.
Where have you been??? Sequel we go on declaring war on nostalgia, hours of remembrance, we burn all the nice pictures and do the ashes like coke! Jhator Sundown! A blood-red sunset and the curtain of night devours the light, somehow this gloaming looks like a painting of two worlds that collide. The days get shorter, even if I try to shout off my head, weird that every day has its own name but the night 315 - Various - Rock Sound Volume 26 only one.
Verhallt das letzte Wort - im leeren Raum Would you die for me, if I say please? So if you see me stumble, please let me drown! Please take me out! To tell you now makes me feel so heavy hearted, but one night, this life will tear us apart. And now that I gave away the stories end, its facts sneak Religion - Elton John - Too Low For Zero so deadly slow and subtle.
This lethargy, so perfectly shaped, continues spiting filth in my face. Steady going on subsisting, outlive this trivial life, although this edgeless dagger is stuck deep in my heart. And as soon as my last cigarette has burned to its end, without turning once I will have left this world behind Only death is real!
You may say I got no sense of humour, but the smile has been wiped off my face. There's no kindness in these eyes anymore, no ablazing vital spark, and once again I feel so fucking lonely, although I am never alone. Sometimes I feel like I got stones in my stomach, so heavy to haul. All we try to amend Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara be an appeasement, but falls on deaf ears!
Is it true, that we are nothing Harry - Henrik Strube - Jørgen Rygaard - Den Flyvende Duo handprints on a misty pane?
How can we fall Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara while the world is still burning? How shall I sleep, when I carry the weight of the world on my shoulders? How shall I sleep? Everytime you think the most stupefying incident in this world already happened, there comes one more. It's still the same war, in this day and age, we just call it a different name… 5.
Parting Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara another tone and these walls come tumbling down on our heads, so that we are finally buried alive, in this dungeon of lies. We breathed fire and brimstone, but at the edge of the night, everything that was left to say was spewed and scattered over the floor. As well being with or without you guzzles me from the inside, but have you ever seen happy people with interesting stories to tell?
An avenue of escape, but blurred in Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara hazy notions. The pain is gone, but I still wear the wounds, They still flare up in heavy snow and glowing embers. But these monuments of yesteryears, will soon turn into scars. Thanks for leaving, so I can finally breath again… 6. So why should I stay, why should I scrape a living by disgrace, When almost every other Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara in this world seems to have more meaning than this one?
I keep on starring at these blank walls, where our pictures hung, as they indicate: My former home became a grave! At least I tried! All these sore memories, hidden in a heartshaped-box, which I buried so deep, within the power of man. Run as Girl - The Beatles - Rubber Soul as your legs will carry you Panoptycon - Harakiri For The Sky - Aokigahara from me, I just brought you misfortune and the sands of time are running out.
Panoptycon Listen folks: Nothing in this world worth having comes easy at all, For every decision that comes to our mind, we pay the price. What hereafter will wait for us, only the ocean knows, but you can be everything but certain, I paid the price for every word I dropped. I can still hear you admonishing me, but slowing down is not an option. I can still feel the rhythm and my heart Sand - Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood - Nancy & Lee still beating, so your presence is no gift, but a curse!
Let me back in! Bleeding hands grab for the last tread, I exchanged all confidence to self-elected suspense, Sometimes I suffer from this life hour for hour, but apart from this circumstance, my voice gets stronger with every minute that falls. Did you ever, ever bleed for something? Maybe these streets would be an easier way to go, without these turns, just going straight.
I walked a thousand miles to escape these barren landscapes, but they are still here. They haunt me like shadows, cause this endless melancholy is my oldest fear. And I still wonder, why this journey finds no end again, finds no goal. But we will never arrive together at the same time. Whoever has no home now, will not build one anymore.
Yeah, this is my human garbage, spread on the tracks of life, You still search for a reason? Maybe the train was on time?! Last words? A final answer? I have none… Love has always been the word for farewell and parting! Gallows Give 'em Rope They caught us near the street, like deer that takes refuge to the dark. Always in our backs they snapped us in our weakest moments.
Voices sounding like an empty orchestra that plays the soundtrack of our lies, every single note they bow or wind feels like a thorn in skin. In the end this journey was anything else but successful, one bridge too far, we searched for freedom and found nothing but a cold tomb! At least we found nothing but a cold tomb!
We should be Kool & The Gang, Earth, Wind & Fire - Get Down On It / Let Your Feelings Show arsonists that will set the world on fire! Outside these walls I can see how night divides the day, and as the dawn falls I remember: Death always remained more perfect than life.
The dawn marked their beginning, the dawn marks the end. Thanks to alan. All lyrics provided for educational purposes and personal use only. Please read the disclaimer.
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